Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Dip Me, Baby!

Re: The Grammy's.

Can I pleaaaaase wake up tomorrow and be Shakira? She's the hottest girl on the planet. Period. How does one become so blessed with, like, everything?

But anyways.

The Master, the Pea, and I went to the Melting Pot last night for some fondue. We split the Big Night Out dinner between the three of us- cheese starter, salad course, main course, and dessert. Two people finishing that much food must be highly impressive. Our attractive and attentive waiter was incredibly helpful and explained everything several times for us. While trying to recall how long the waiter said to keep the chicken in to cook, the Master remarked, "I don't think I like cooking my own food at a restaurant."

My first piece of chicken got stuff to the bottom of the pot. The Master said when out for fondue in Atlanta, if you dropped your food in the dip, you had to do something like kiss your neighbor. We couldn't come to a decision about what we should do and thus did nothing.

Our dessert was a flaming turtle dip... chocolate, caramel, and pecans in a pot with a flaming rum tossed in. To dip, we received Oreo-crusted marshmallows, angel food cake, brownies, strawberries, and more. Mmmmm.

I, of course, researched the history of fondue the second I got home. When I asked the waiter if he knew, the girls laughed, "I bet we'll all know tomorrow. Check out Chapter 2006."

Like pizza's beginnings, fondue started as a peasant food in Switzerland. The Melting Pot's website provides the best history here. With pizza, Naples peasants only had access to tomatoes, basil, and the ingredients to make fresh mozzarella and dough. A pizza was their filling concoction. Fondue was created by Swiss cow herders who only had cheese, bread, and wine with them. Since they didn't have money, they'd save the scraps of cheese and stale bread up. By melting the cheeses together, they created a fusion of taste and the stale bread would become moist when dipped in the cheese.

Servants brought fondue into the houses of nobles in Switzerland much like peasants brought pizza to Queen Margherita as an offering in 1889. French chefs brought fondue to America. Vincent Lombardi brought pizza to New York City (and when soldiers came back from Italy after WWII, they had experienced and fallen in love with pizza).

Read more. It's quite fascinating.

I'm going to look out my window now and enjoy the snow. Isn't it lovely!


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